Joining the Caturday celebration while it’s still on.
It’s a banner day for Dot: I shared a bit of my tuna with her and she found a warm sunny spot. She didn’t move until the sun did.
Processing the changes of a cross-country move involves a lot of nuance, something the internet is particularly horrible at. I’ll get back to posting more as life solidifies.
This is my cat beautifully expressing my family’s exhaustion. We are in the nasty bit of moving where, no matter how many things we box, it feels like we haven’t made a dent. We know it will eventually end but the only way out is through.
Moving from Florida
Downstairs, my wife is listening to a Motown playlist while making dinner. It’s the music of her home and a celebratory fist pump in knowing she’s returning to it. After many weeks of searching, and being outbid several times, we’ve finally secured …
